So it's Father's Day, but I don't have a Dad anymore. I don't understand how this happened, and to say that I am in disbelief is an understatement. In fact, I'm angry. I just don't know who I'm angry with. Dad would be so mad at me for using this example, but I wish I could to that Harry Potter trick where you pull a memory out of your head so you don't have to remember it anymore. That's what I would do to get rid of yesterday.
I know it's all part of the grief cycle: disbelief, confusion, anger, etc...but it doesn't make it any easier. The number of things I wish I had said or wish I had asked him are astronomical. The number of times I have thought about the fact he will never meet my children haunts me. The number of times I wish I had been "less of a man" and told my dad I loved him is something I can never take back.
But you can. Please, if for no other reason than you are seeing what we are going through, take this Father's Day to not just hand your Dad a tie or a gift certificate, but actually tell them how much you love them.
Trust me, you never know when you won't get that chance again.
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